#ocean's trilogy

[rileykeouhg]

OCEAN’S ELEVEN (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

#ocean's eleven #oceansedit #00sedit #filmgifs #cinemapix #dailyflicks #romancegifs #otpsource #chewieblog #dailyfilmtvgifs #motionpicturesource #usergina #userrobin #userclara #userlenny #underbetelgeuse #usersavana #ocean's trilogy #georgeclooneyedit #jrobertsedit #julia roberts #george clooney #** #*gif #tess x danny

[the-headless-horsedude]

Ocean's Eleven (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

You'd need at least a dozen guys doing a combination of cons. Like what, do you think? Off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking at a Boeski, a Jim Brown, a Miss Daisy, two Jethros and a Leon Spinks, not to mention the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever.

#ocean's eleven #ocean's 11 #ocean's trilogy #moviegifs #filmgifs #filmedit #hayden makes gifs #happy ocean's eleven release date

[siredgarconanshakespeare]

Saw this text post and was immediately transported to this room

#will forever never not be normal about these two #and forever never not be normal about the not-so “steely gazes” #the screenplay for this movie is certainly a thing #oceans 11 #danny ocean #rusty ryan #ocean's eleven #oceans trilogy #ocean's 11 #ocean's trilogy #dannyrusty #danny x rusty #ryocean

[filmgifs]

Ocean's Thirteen (2007) dir. Steven Soderbergh

#filmedit #00sedit #chewieblog #usermckayla #userrobin #userlenny #usermichi #usersavana #george clooney #brad pitt #ocean's thirteen #ocean's trilogy #2000s #action #thriller #gif #gina

[sunny-mercya]

His Reasons

Rusty Ryan x Male Reader

Fandom -> Ocean's Trilogy

Masterlist

When Danny, after being out of prison, asked Rusty to join him at a Grand Coup—Rusty had only agreed halfway to it. After all he wanted to know what exactly they would rob and risking their lives and freedom for.

And when Danny told him, they gonna rob three Casinos in good old Viva Las Vegas, Rusty wanted to know a good enough reason for him to join in such madness of nonsense.

And Danny, like the best friend and charming asshole he is, told Rusty the only valid reason;

»If we pull this off and I promise you, we will, you can finally move with [Name] to wherever your heart desires and afford the safety you have promised him.«

Danny was right, hitting a wound point in Rusty's ego, because there had been one thing Rusty couldn't give you and that was protection. Protection you from a past, you wouldn't be able to free yourself if you don't have a certain amount of money to pay for.

»Okay. I'm in, but if we fail I'm gonna send you personally to hell, Danny boy.«

Rusty might have agreed, trusting and believing in his friend that they will manage this with a 100 percentage chance of successful winning—but he also know what price it would cost him, because if they indeed fail it would be you who Rusty would lose and you're more worth to him than all the money and jewels in the world.

~~~

So far, the whole plan went, besides absolutely minor improvements of differences, hellbent well.

Rusty could almost imagine the millions, billions, of money he would have. Enough money to buy you free and finally move to either (f.country) or sweet California.

Just you and him, Rusty thought, imagining the new life—fully secure, comfortable and happy healthy—he would have with you and maybe a big family with lots of dogs and cats (and perhaps Danny, because he's your self-proclaimed older brother)

„Uh, uhm, Rusty there's–“ „Rusty, there's a problem. A You problem.“

»What?« asked Rusty, scrunching up his face in confusion. Another problem? What sort of you-problem do they mean?

„Look towards the entrance.“

»Fuck. Give me some minutes to handle this guys.«

»Robert Russel James Ryan! You do not write me a letter with such unbelievable heinous words and leave our house in such fucking manners. How fucking dare you! Do you know how fucking worried I was?!«

A few people had turned their heads, when you had marched forward to Rusty and shouted in anger at him.

Ouch, shouting his full name—yeah, you're furious and it was Rusty's own damn faulty mistake. Indeed a You-Problem.

Rusty took a few steps forward to you, having his hands up in surrender, wanting to appease you. Honestly, he haven't seen you this angry ever since Danny and him had a bloody fist fight with your "Boss", which they lost—of course, as they couldn't win against a knife and knuckleheads—and you were so furious with them, that they were taken back with the amount of cursing you said at them, while treating their wounds.

»Hey, love, watcha you doing here?«

»Don't come with such bullshit. You know perfectly well, why the fuck I'm here. So tell me now, Russel, the fuck are you and Danny—and I know that fucker is here as well—suspiciously planning to do here?!«

Rusty inhaled and exhaled deeply through his nose, trying to think of a way to get you away from here—before you causing more disturbance and a possible fail to the plan. Then again, he could use you for a good distraction, but no—no, no, he had sworn himself to not do such things with you.

Gripping your arms gently, Rusty pulls you close to his side and leads you away to a more secluded area of waiting.

~~~

Waking up to an empty bedside next to you and discovering your husband is not in your shared apartment, even though he told he would be on time back—and that has been days ago, I mind you—brought a lot of unpleasant thoughts through your mind.

There could be many things happening to Rusty; him having a accident, in a hospital and injured, arrested—your husband is certainly not a innocent man, he had done some bad and dangerous awful things of illegally, you're aware of it—or worst case scenario, your Boss quit the deal and killed Rusty.

You started to walk through your tiny apartment, still clothes in pyjamas—shorts and one of Rusty's oversized shirts—mind going haywire with everything and anything; be it the due bills, another round of grocery shopping—as Rusty is a total glutton and eats more than you and probably has an endless pit of a stomach—which you don't know how to pay for, the payment deal, Rusty being gone and probably killed and you still being jobless.

A lot of things for a tiny mind like yours to think about.

Then, while you cleaned, you found a note—definitely from Rusty and when you read it, you screamed in disbelief.

Yeah, sure, do a few days trip to Las Vegas and just don't tell me personally, not even the reasons for it—you thought, scoffing at your Husband, who's a buffoon

~~~

»Rusty, you tell me now why you and Danny are here.«

»I can't love, it's a surprise«

Perhaps, in perspective, Rusty should have told you personally about his little trip and possibly heist, but then it wouldn't be a surprise and loved to surprise you.

»Fuck your surprise. I thought he called off the deal, I thought he had killed you. I was worried sick.«

»I know, I know, dear. I apologise, I shouldn't have told you via note, could this prince forgive a humble man like me?«

Rusty leaned in closer, whispering the last few words in your ear as he ask for your forgiveness and kissing your cheek, when you remained silent.

„Not to bother, but time management?“

Rusty rolled his eyes, the guys could be such mood killers and a pain of annoyance in the ass. The gang was his gang though and he had a job to fulfil.

»Need to go, love. Meet me at Helios-Motel in like two hours.« Rusty kissed your lips, a gentle kiss it was and gave you the Motel-Keys.

Before Rusty could stand up and go, you had taken ahold of his hand.

»You promised me, you and Danny will be safe and unharmed?«

»Always, my love«

And when Rusty flashed you his signature grin, you let him go—knowing he wouldn't break his promise.

#male reader #x male reader #fanfiction #malereader #oneshot #xmalereader #rusty ryan #ocean's trilogy #ocean's eleven #rusty x male reader #rusty ryan x male reader #ocean's 11 #rusty ryan ocean's trilogy

[seba2day]

does anyone understand me... does anyone get me.... somebody..

kind of a study idk!! still trying to figure out my artstyle and learn how to draw pitt n norton 💔 anyways i love rustyworm sm

erm also i like the hc that these losers bite each other cuz they're possessive ^_^ they luv each other

#rusty ryan #ocean's eleven #ocean's 11 #ocean's trilogy #rounders #worm murphy #lester murphy #brad pitt #edward norton #ohhhhh my god...OH MY GOD!!! #i'm insane i think #rustyworm

[chiefofboatwatsonstittymug]

my last two brain cells

#ocean's eleven #ocean's twelve #danny ocean #rusty ryan #ocean's trilogy

[ryoceann]

me (an empath) sensing danny ocean and rusty ryan absolutely explored each other's bodies. frequently.

#me an empath #its true!!! i was there #danny ocean #rusty ryan #ocean's eleven #ocean's twelve #ocean's thirteen #ocean's trilogy #danny x rusty #ryocean #the gayest people to ever gay

[raethereptile]

I binged the Ocean's trilogy today and Danny and Rusty's drift compatible mind meld bullshit made my heart ache

#danny x rusty #ocean’s eleven #danny ocean #rusty ryan #ocean's trilogy #posts by rae

[nclgsticore]

'𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝟖' 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝

Credit to GIF owner. GIF is not mine <3

𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐅 & 𝐒 )

𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐥𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐀 & 𝐅 )

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 | 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐅 & 𝐀 )

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐥𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐅 & 𝐂 )

𝐦𝐚𝐝 | 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐒 )

𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐀 )

𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐢 | 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐅 )

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐒 )

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐢 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐅 )

𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝐥𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐀 )

𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐢 | 𝐥𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐒 & 𝐅 )

𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 | 𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐥𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐂 & 𝐅 )

𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐀 & 𝐅 )

𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐢 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐒 )

𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐅 )

𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ( 𝐂 )

#rose weil #lou miller #debbie ocean #tammy #nineball #constance #amita #daphne kluger #rose weil x reader #lou miller x reader #tammy x reader #debbie ocean x reader #daphne kluger x reader #ocean's 8 #ocean's eight #ocean's trilogy #woman

[xkatchy]

Things I need to know exactly how much of the dialog was ad libbed for:

Turk and Virgil Molloy in the Ocean's movies

Olaf in the Frozen movies

The entirety of Thor: Ragnarok

Deadpool nevermind it was probably everything they most likely had some crude drawings to go off of as a "script"

The sooner the better.

Thanks.

#katchy says #ocean's trilogy #frozen #thor: ragnarok #deadpool

[rileykeouhg]

OCEAN’S ELEVEN (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

#ocean's eleven #oceansedit #00sedit #filmgifs #cinemapix #dailyflicks #romancegifs #otpsource #chewieblog #dailyfilmtvgifs #motionpicturesource #usergina #userrobin #user-clara #userlenny #underbetelgeuse #usersavana #ocean's trilogy #georgeclooneyedit #jrobertsedit #julia roberts #george clooney #** #*gif #tess x danny

[ecoamerica]

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[thermodynamic-comedian]

hey does anyone actually remember anything about ocean's 11 or did we all just watch it one time and decide on a specific vibe that it gives off and proceed to never think about what or when we reference ocean's 11 at all ever again?

#ocean's 11 exhibiting real breaking bad energy in that no one actually knows the details #but we all still kind of just. decided that we knew. #all i remember about ocean's 11 is that there were way too many spin-offs and a cool plan and some guy named rusty. #i remember that last fact bc i like rusty as a nickname. #ocean's eleven #ocean's trilogy #ocean's 11 #oceans eleven #oceans 11 #fritz rambles too much

[isauntervaguelydownwards]

solitude (in neat little boxes)

Rusty’s never been a fan of the dark, he’d assumed it was something about how in every shadow there can be anything hiding - but in this darkness, there aren’t any shadows. There’s no light to cast shadows by.

cw: sensory deprivation, solitude, hallucinations pairing: unrequited(?) Rusty/Danny

- fill for @febuwhump day 02: solitary confinement

The room - the box - the space he’s in is utterly dark, entirely silent and so small he can’t turn around or stand up. He wouldn’t be able to, anyway, considering how tightly his hands are bound behind his back. Rusty’s never been a fan of the dark, he’d assumed it was something about how in every shadow there can be anything hiding - but in this darkness, there aren’t any shadows. There’s no light to cast shadows by.

He’s not afraid of the dark, of course not - Rusty would admit to one fear in his life, and that was losing Danny - but he’d strongly prefer if the space he currently occupied was slightly more well-lit.

As if the darkness wasn’t enough, he’s also hungry.

He hadn’t been without food within easy reach since he left the streets, twenty years and countless heists ago - he had sworn to himself that never again would he go that hungry.

Danny had made sure of it. 

He’s self-aware enough to realise that every thought he’s having - especially the nonrelevant ones - is all in a vain hope to distract himself from the fact that he’s been bound, put in a dark and tiny space, all without any knowledge of it happening.

Rusty went to bed in a large, extremely comfortable hotel bed, in the room next to Danny’s, and woke up here. Wherever here may be. 

He had spent an enjoyable five (was it five? Was it more or was it less?) minutes trying to figure out who he had pissed off badly enough recently that they’d go to these lengths to get back at him, but the list was so long it didn’t exactly give him anything to go on.

He’s got high hopes that Danny will find him soon.

Unless Danny is in a similar predicament.

In which case… they’re screwed.

After a while, Rusty had started wondering if it was some kind of sensory deprivation tank he was in - there was no sound, no light, only what little of his surroundings he could physically feel - but he’s pretty certain those are supposed to be salt water? And he’s not in water.

The worst part, he thinks, besides the darkness, the hunger and the being tied up, is that he’s got no idea what time it is, or even day. How long has he been wherever it is he is? Outside, on heists and in general, he’s got a good grasp of the passage of time. The only thing he can do here is count heartbeats, and considering he’s on the verge of a panic attack constantly his heart rate isn’t all that steady.

He thinks he might have fallen asleep, for when he opens his eyes again it is to light so bright he can’t see anything.

Never pleased, his mental Danny-voice says, tone the kind of fond Rusty can only hope to hear from him.

The light, once he’s gotten used to it, reveals that he was right - he is inside a box. A plexiglass box. He can see that every side of the box - just the right size to not quite let him sit comfortably, because of course - is plexiglass, too, because the room the box is placed in seems to be made entirely of mirrors. The floors aren’t, as far as he can tell, but every wall and even the ceiling? Mirrored.

All he can see, no matter where he looks, is his own terrified eyes staring back at him from his pale face, all from a slightly hunched posture inside a plexiglass box. 

Suddenly, he has an entirely different view of zoos.

The room isn’t large, but the box he’s stuck in doesn’t occupy much of what space is available - if he weren’t tied up in a box, the room would be an ideal size to pace in. 

He thinks the mirrors might be one-way, and then considers what that means - somewhere, there is someone watching. Someone has put him in this box, in this mirrored room, for a reason.

It’s cleverly done, he gives them that - weren’t it for his hands being tied and him being stuffed in a box, there are no sensations to give anything away. There’s no draft, there’s no heat - everything is just the right temperature to give him no stimulation whatsoever. 

The only thing he has to look at is himself, and he’s never been that vain - and if he can see the despair creeping into his eyes, so can anyone.

He’s not sure how long it’s been when the lights suddenly go out and is replaced by the same impenetrable darkness he’d woken up in.

Again, he is floating in a nothingness unlike any he’s ever experienced before, and again, he’s as discomfited by it as he’s ever been.

There are several of the dark-then-light cycles, and at no point does he manage to figure out how long either period is - it might be hours, it might be days - he spends as much time as åpssoböe sleeping, because when he’s asleep at least he doesn’t see things. 

As far as he knows, there’s no history of delusion in his family, and he’s certainly never been one for hallucinations (except for one bad acid-trip in his mid-teens), so why he’s seeing shapes in the darkness that’s so complete he wouldn’t be able to see his hand in front of his face… it might be the solitude, might be the hunger.

He’s got a feeling that at one point or another, he’s been drugged into unconsciousness rather than just falling asleep because while he is hungry and thirsty, it’s nothing like what he’d expect after the amount of time he’s spent in his plexiglass box,

The worst part, still, is how much he’s missing Danny.

He’s even started talking out loud to his internal Danny-voice, just to feel a bit of normalcy - as if he wasn’t pathetic enough already. 

Of course, it’s all hallucinatory, which is why he can swear he sees Danny lurking behind him the next time the lights go on. The Danny-visage doesn’t do anything, doesn’t speak, doesn’t raise a judgemental eyebrow, (doesn’t hand him a snack,) which is how Rusty knows it’s not actually Danny. 

He likes to think Danny wouldn’t leave him in the cramped plexiglass box, either, but then again - sometimes Rusty is a bother, he knows he is, so maybe sometimes Danny just wants to lock him up in a box so he knows where Rusty is. 

That thought nags at him for several more cycles, until suddenly - during one of the light-cycles - one of the mirrored walls bursts into thousands of shards, courtesy of a sledgehammer - and Rusty’s never been as glad to see Danny as he is then. 

#ocean's trilogy #danny ocean #rusty ryan #fanfiction #my writing #febuwhump #febuwhumpday2 #febuwhump2024 #solitary confinement #solitude #hallucinations #type: text #mine

[filmgifs]

Ocean’s Eleven (2001) dir. Steven Soderbergh

#filmedit #bpittedit #00sedit #usermckayla #userrobin #userlenny #usermichi #chewieblog #brad pitt #ocean's eleven #ocean's trilogy #2000s #action #thriller #gif #gina

[sunny-mercya]

Casino Blues

01. First Heist

Rusty Ryan x Male Reader | Platonic! Danny Ocean x Brother Reader

Fandom -> Ocean's Trilogy

Masterlist | Previous / Next | Prototype OS

When Danny, after being out of prison, asked Rusty to join him at a Grand Coup of heist—Rusty had only agreed halfway to it. After all, he wanted to know for what exactly they would rob and risking their lives and freedom for.

Especially freedom, because Rusty sure as hell—damned he will be—didn't want to get caught and being send, like Danny, into prison. He simply couldn't afford such ending.

And when Danny told him, they gonna rob—not only one but three—Casinos in good old Viva Las Vegas, Rusty wanted to know a even far more good enough reason for him to join in such madness.

And Danny, like the best friend and charming asshole he is, told Rusty the only valid reason he needs to have;

»If we pull this off and I promise you, we will. You can finally pay the devils debt and free [Name], moving to wherever your heart desires and afford the safety you have promised him.«

Danny was right, hitting a wound point in Rusty's ego, because there had been one thing Rusty—in all those years—couldn't do and that was giving you proper protection. Protecting you from a past, you would never be able to free yourself from it, if you didn't have a certain amount of money for it.

»Okay, I'm in. But if we fail, I'm gonna send you personally to hell, Danny boy.«

Rusty might have agreed, trusting and believing in his friend that they will manage this with a 100 percentage chance of successful winning—but he also knew what price it would cost him, because if they indeed fail. It would be you, who Rusty would lose and you're more worth to him than all the money and jewels in the world.

~~~

So far, the whole plan went, besides minor improvements, smoothly good.

Rusty could almost imagine the millions of Dollar he would have soon. Enough money to buy you free and finally live with you in peace.

Just you and him, thought Rusty, imagining the new chapter of life—fully secure, comfortable and happy healthy—he would have with you and maybe a big family with lots of cats and dogs.

„Uh, uhm, Rusty there's–“ „Rusty, there's a problem. A you problem.“

»What?« asked Rusty through the mini microphone, scrunching up his face in confusion—forgetting his cup of jello momentarily. Another problem? What do they mean with "you"-problem?

„Look towards the entrance. You might need to prepare for a divorce too.“

»Fuck. Give me some extra minutes to sort this out.«

»Robert Russel James Ryan! You do not leave our house in such fucking manners. How fucking dare you! Do you know how fucking worried I was?!«

A few people had turned their heads, starting to gossip already, when you marched forward to Rusty and shouted in anger at him.

Ouch, shouting his full name—you're furious, a deadly threat of trait of yours, with him and it was Rusty's own fault.

Rusty took a few steps forward, discarding his cup of jello and raising both of his hands in surrender—wanting to appease you.

Honestly, he haven't seen you this angry, ever since Danny and he had a fistfight with your "Boss"—which they of course had lost, as they couldn't win against a knife and knuckleheads—and you were so upset with them, that you cussed them out so much—they were taken aback by it, spook them just a little—while you treated their wounds.

So yes, Rusty—and as well Danny—knew your kind of anger very well.

»Hey, love, watcha doing here?« Rusty was curious how you got here—as you should be in sunny California, safe and sound in the apartment.

»Don't come with such bullshit. You know perfectly well, why the fuck I'm here. So tell me now, Robert, the fuck are you and Danny—and I know the fucker is here as well—suspiciously planning to do here?!« you had raised your finger, pointing threatening at him.

Rusty inhaled and exhaled deeply through his nose, trying to think of ways to get you away from here—before you either might could get harmed by accident, being caught in the metaphorically crossfire or causing a disturbance to their plan.

Though, perhaps, he could use you for a good distraction, but no—no, no, he had sworn himself to not do such things with you.

Gripping your arms gently, Rusty pulls you close to his side and leads you away to a more secluded area of waiting.

Rusty brought you a glass of cold Cola, which you begrudgingly took from your husband. Taking a few sips from it, you gave Rusty a pointed look—almost a frown or angry glare—awaiting an explanation from him.

~~~

Waking up to an empty bedside wasn't what had spooked you into a worry—it was the discovery that your husband was nowhere in the apartment and that he couldn't be called and neither Danny.

It might didn't seem like big problem for most people, but for you it was—considering your past and what happened to Rusty and Danny back then.

Your mind raced with unpleasant thoughts and memories. Every possibility of what if's run through, flooding you with anxiety.

Rusty could've been; in a accident, being in hospital injured, arrested—most likely, your husband is certainly not a innocent man and had done some bad things of illegally—you're not a saint either though—you're aware of it—or worst case scenario, your Boss signed of the deal and killed Rusty.

God, it causes waves of nausea inside your stomach. Lungs feeling so tight, it was hard to breathe for the next minutes and your body, shaking like unstable tower during an earthquake.

»Fucking above, I swear to, Rusty will get his share fair of talk from me to hear.« you grumbled out, cursing loudly when you hit your hand somewhere.

You needed to sit down for a few minutes, stress getting too high and head too light.

~~~

».....surprise«

»Repeat that?« you blinked at him, haven't registered one word of what Rusty just had told you.

»I said, I can't tell you what me and Danny doing here, because it's a surprise, love«

»Rusty, you tell me now, why you and Danny are here or so god help me.«

»My love, I can't. It's a surprise«

Perhaps, in retrospective, Rusty shouldn't have woken you up in the early hours of morning—still in a daze of sleep, in between slumber of dreams—and telling you, in a half-truth, about a little trip he's gonna do, kissing you goodbye.

And yeah, maybe Rusty should have told you personally about the little heist they gonna do, but then it wouldn't be a surprise anymore and Rusty loved it to surprise you.

»Fuck your surprise, Rusty. I honestly thought he had signed off the deal and oh, I don't know, killed you. I was worried sick, asshole.«

»I know, I know my dear. I should have told you, I know. Could my prince forgive me?«

Rusty leaned in closer, whispering the last few words in your ear as he asks for your forgiveness, ghosting small kisses over face and your lips—when you remain silent.

You rolled your eyes at Rusty antics, but couldn't help yourself to smile.

„Not to bother, rus, but time management?“

Sometimes, Rusty thought—holding back a groan of annoyance—the guys sure could be a mood killer and pain in the ass. It's his and Danny's team though and a teams a team and they a job to do.

»Wait for me at Helios-Motel, I'll be there in like a hour.«

Rusty kissed you one more time on the lips, before standing up. You had taken hold of his hand, before he could walk away.

»You promise me, you and Danny will be safe?«

»Of course, my prince.«

If Rusty might be caught today's night and they would ask him for his reasons, he would tell them; it's you, you're his sole reason for everything he does.

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